Wow, i really hate my local post office. I dont mean to go off on a rant here; but, everytime i go there i am taunted by the sign that says 5 minutes or less that is atleast 20 yrds in front of me. What? Does the 5 minutes or less only apply to after i have been waiting in live for an hour? And it is not like they have all the windows staffed, i witnessed 1 person at a window and a line of atleast 20 people... 20! The lady next to her decided to take her lunch. Im sorry, but if you know your gonna be busy at a certain time (which they have a very consistent flow that never changes) then schedule the damn lunch around it so you dont piss evryone off.
Not to mention that the sign that says all mail will promptly be deposited in the mailbox by 11am doesnt mean 11am... it means whenever they get to it which is about 12:30 pm. Now if you only get one chance to go to the post office once a day at 11:30 you would expect your mail to have been sitting in your box for 30 minutes... but oh no, not at this post office. Im startin to think every sign in there is a lie. Hell, im startin to believe that the price of stamps didnt go up, they just wanna make some cash on the side (ok, i know that isnt true but...).
And lord help you if you try to call them and have a question cause lord knows they probably wont have the answer. I called once and was trying to track my shipment with the Mail innovations thing and hell, they didnt even know what the hell it was. They tried denying that USPS and UPS dont work together at any part at all. and when you try to explain to them that they do they just brush you aside and treat you like that crazy guy on the street begging for money everytime you come out of blockbuster and telling you a different story every time about how he hurt his thumb during hurricane Katrina or how he hurt his thumb at work. But instead of trying to get their boss to help you, what do they do? they tell you to call another post office. or better yet they tell you to call UPS when the tracking number that you gave them was a USPS tracking number!
So, in closing i would like to raise my hand and close all my fingers except for the middle and give a hidi-hey-ho, texas style, to my loveable friends at the LSU post office on campus. I hate you and may you burn in hell.